| Angry as hell
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| Trying hard but still confused
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| What’s that awful smell
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| The smell of fear a child abused
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| To tell a tale needs a listening ear
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| So why doesn’t no one hear
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| Has the whole world simply disappeared
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| You know you’re carrying
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| This burden of a misspent youth
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| You’ve lost yourself along the way
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| And the child’s gone no turning back
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| Stand up and say what you feel
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| If you’re a juvenile delinquent
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| To be misunderstood and be told that you’ve no good
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| God help us all if you’re the x generation
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| Society is so afraid you’re the black jack to be played
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| The x generation has begun
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| Lock them away throw away the key
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| With that kind of restraint then maybe
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| Maybe nothing they’re not animals — locked up in a cage
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| It’s time for listening that’s clear here and now
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| Stand up and say what you feel…
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| To be misunderstood and be told that you’ve no good…
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| Aaahhh… |